[Black Jewels Trilogy] "Imagination Gone Mad" (PG)

[matrixrefugee]

Author's Note: Written for comment_fic's "Any, any, "Why do all the things I talk to not exist? Why?""



"But why do all the things I talk to not exist? Why? I heard their voices and I ran to answer them. I found the unicorns," Jaenelle said, almost pouting as she shifted her hands in her lap. "What do you mean that none of them are real?"

Robert Benedict sighed as he sat back in his chair. Jaenelle was normally a well-behaved child, an odd one, but a good girl for the most part. But this was one matter on which he could not get her to compromise or be rational.

"They don't exist because no one else can seen them," he said, patiently. "Only you can: you have a vivid imagination, but that's all there is behind these creatures that you talk to -- your imagination."

"But there are stories told about them, and stories must come from somewhere," she argued.

Benedict tried not to growl. "Yes, they came from the imaginations of the people who wrote them, not from anywhere else."

She shrugged one small shoulder. "Maybe they heard the things I've heard and seen the things I've seen, too."

He shook his head. "Jaenelle, please be sensible. You can't keep talking like this, or people will think there's something wrong with you."

"Maybe there's something wrong with them, if they can't believe that there are unicorns."

Robert restrained himself from facepalming. The girl was clearly beyond ordinary reasoning, And when that happened, there was only one cure to be used....

Comments

[straydog733.livejournal.com]

Ohh, I like this. I'm not familiar with the fandom, but it has a nice foreboding feeling at the end. In a way it kind of reminds me of the book "Wolfcry", with the very imaginative girl who might have gone too far. Thanks for the fill!